I have a confession to make.
Today is my birthday.
Kind of.
It’s actually my half birthday.
SEEEEE!!! Now stop it. As soon as I said that you all guffawed me. Somehow my birthday is less important or trivial because it’s a HALF birthday.
Well it’s not my fault.
I was a c-section. The doctors could schedule my Mom to come in for her operation on December 26th or after the first of January. She chose the 26th.
She wanted the tax break.
Unfortunately her “tax break” has caused me years of personal turmoil and countless conversations in which I am forced to not only defend my birthday, but convince others to accept it as well.
You see Mom decided since Jesus was stealing my thunder….and she didn’t want to plan a party around Christmas time…and she new I’d get jacked in the gift department…that she’d have me celebrate my birthday in June. She did not allow even my Grandparents to give me gifts in December. All celebrations and birthday wishes were post-poned six months.
My birthday is in June.
I was fine with this. I did appreciate SOME recognition in December. A wink or a special head nod was always nice, but I really did love having my birthday in June. As I got older Mom gave me the choice to switch it back, but I grew up with my birthday in June, it just didn’t feel right.
I let it be.
I had no idea that every person I’d meet outside my immediate family might have a hard time climbing on board this whole “half birthday” thing. My high school friends semi-accept it and every person I’ve met after THAT really has a hard time.
I’ve been married to Pat for almost seven years and he STILL does not like the idea. This works great for him because when my birthday rolls around he’ll say, “it’s not your birthday, your birthday is in June” and I make myself a cake and force him to celebrate it with me. When December comes he’ll say, “you don’t celebrate your birthday in December”. So I miss a birthday altogether as far as he is concerned. The nice part of THAT is that I don’t age, but the sucky part is that he doesn’t spoil me with diamonds on my birthday like a good husband should.
Quite frankly I’m tired of defending it. Surely there are others who celebrate a half birthday instead of the real birthday! Surely I am not the only one.
The truth is my family should be celebrating me on BOTH days. Because I’m that special.
Kimmy says
LMAO!!! That is too funny! I would definitely be on board with the whole June birtdhay thing cause the weather IS better…well, in California it is. Not sure how it is out there in WA. But yeah, it is kind of weird but weird is good. “Be Original”, I always say!!
BTW….that cake seriously looks like it was going to explode!! lol
Shanea says
My birthday is 12/26 too and I never celebrated a half birthday. It seems like it confuses things a bit. I love being a December baby, I wouldn’t know anything different I suppose. My family was always good about getting me nice gifts, a cake and a family party with no holiday decor…seemed pretty blissful to me.
Enjoy all of your birthdays :)